SCARLETT BLACKSTONE
“No way, Logan would never do that to you,” I said firmly, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me.
“Then why doesn't he publicly acknowledge your marriage? I don’t see your photos in the newspapers or anyone talking about you two,” Bella asked, raising her eyebrow, her expression one of feigned innocence.
“Oh, right. You’re cooped up in his apartment, and no one knows you’re married,” Bella said, snapping her fingers as if she’d just had a revelation.
“It’s clear Logan wasn't serious about this marriage beyond securing the company. He got what he wanted, sister. Wake up, Scarlett. Soon enough, you’ll be a relic, and any woman can take your place,” she grinned widely, her eyes scanning me from head to toe.
Bella’s words cut deeper than I wanted to admit. “Ju
